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Well day two is down as I marked with the orange marker on the calendar 📆. I have decided to check the days off on my wall size calendar in my office. Last night was pretty hard, only heard his voice for about 5 seconds. He sounded ok, not his jovial self. I didn’t want to ask many questions, I know he has to be pretty tough back there. Lord that worries me so much, he has never been in this type of environment before. He said he did meet some black people back there, funny how Mexican men are so racist against black men. Hell do they realize they are being oppressed too. That just scares me to death. I was only able to get a few hours of sleep with the help of my sleeping meds, then I was up rest of the morning. Didn’t really want to work today, but knew I had to get off my ass. Laying around the house isn’t going to bring him home any faster. Besides I prayed to God to be working again, so I’m not going to let Him👆🏾down. I’m so glad I did, it took my mind off of my son and I managed to do some laughing with my client. So today was pretty good, got a glimpse of a couple of snow flurries and my son called this afternoon. We spoke a little longer this time and he explained to me how the procedures work back there. Man it’s like I’m doing the time with him. I wonder if the justice system really thinks about that, I mean not all of those people back there are hard core killers. You would think they would make it easier to see him. Oh well I’m constantly thinking of him, and really wish I could trade places. Until then I will keep praying for him, chat soon!